(Picture from Medborgarplatsen)

My best friend past away for about ten years ago, from then on my life has been a rollercoaster. I tried drugs, I lost my job and I got kicked out of my home. To get kicked out of your home by the man you love is the worst feeling ever. You don't know what to do or where to go, you feel naked and like everyone's watching you. I immediately begun to pay attention, every place you could stay or food you could eat could be a lifesaver.

The best and worst thing with all of this is my son. He is currently seventeen and goes to high school here in stockholm, I am really proud of him. But my husband doesn't let me talk to him, he says i'm a bad influence and will ruin his career. But I have changed, i'm in a program which helps me and other addicts to come back to life. I have gone four straight months clean (without drugs).